All language subtitles for Space Precinct s01e06 Time to Kill.eng

The name's Brogan,
Lieutenant Brogan.

For 20 years,
I was with the NYPD.

Now, well,
let's just say,

"I've transferred
to another precinct."

That's Draco.

He's our, um,
Chief Executive Officer.

And I'm head of security
and personnel.

My wife says you're
looking for work, right?

That's right,
Mr Tamsin, sir.

"Tamsin" will do,
Ross, my boy.

Yes, sir.

I'm a hard worker.

It takes more than that
to make it in our business.

You've gotta have nerve.

Not everyone
gets a chance like this.

And you wouldn't, if you
weren't my wife's cousin.

Actually, sir,
I-I'm her nephew.

What exactly do you make here?
Whatever's in demand.

Currently,
50 credit notes.

Here, buy yourself
something nice.

Don't worry.

They're totally indistinguishable
from government issue.

You mean they're
counterfeit?

Counterfeit?

It's such
a judgmental word.

I prefer replicas.

Ross, great rewards don't
come without great risks.

You're not afraid of
taking chances, are ya?

Well, no, sir, but this
is illegal.

What's the matter
with you?

I thought you were
looking for a way

to make some real money.

Well, I am,
but I guess I'm not cut out

for this kind of work.

This is a genuine opportunity
I'm offering you here.

Thanks, but I'm sorry.

Well, suit yourself.

Police.
You're under arrest!

Nobody move!
Nobody move!

Drop it!

I didn't do...
I didn't do anything.

Relax, kid. Relax.
We know.

We heard everything. We need
to get a statement from you,

and then you're
free to go, okay?

- Sure.
- All right, let's go.

Move it out!
Come on.

Come on! Let's go!

Let's go. Come on-Come on.
Come on-Come on!

Hurry it up, people.
Move it!

What the-oh!

Hey-Hold on.
Hold on. Hold on!

What is it?
Oh!

Oh!

That felt like
an earthquake!

Brilliant, Haldane. I'm surprised
you haven't made detective already.

I do know how
to make the earth move.

- You wish.
- Okay, party's over!

- Ugh!
- Cover!

- What the hell is that?
- I don't know.

We weren't introduced.

Cover me, Brogan!

What is it shooting?

Some kind of charged
particle beam.

That small. It can't be.

Tell him that.

Move.
I'll cover you.

- Ugh.
- Took!

Took!

We're not gonna
stop him with these.

Well, maybe if we
concentrate our fire

and hit him from
all angles at once.

Everybody, on
my signal, fire!

Now!

Flank him!

Where is he goin'?

Get down, kid!
Get down!

Ugh!

Ah!

Hang in there, kid.
Hang in there.

Four officers down. We need
emergency medical assistance.

Her spine was shattered
in two places.

An injury that would
paralyse a human.

Fortunately, she's a Tarn,

and her spinal chord
will regenerate.

In a week, she'll
be as good as new.

that is, if you
can hold still

and give yourself
a chance to heal.

Well, it's times
like this...

..when telekinesis
really comes in handy.

Well, look on
the bright side, Tooky.

You got a week's worth
of R&R

while your partner
does all the work.

Yeah, for a change.

Oh, I see. All of a sudden,
you're an expert on work.

Well, I know how
to get out of it.

Only you would
take pride in that.

It's good to see you two
getting along so well.

Yes, right.
You just get well,

before Captain
gets any bright ideas

of partnering
me off with him.

Hmm, Castle and...
Well, Haldane and Castle.

It's got a nice ring to it.

Relax. I'll be back on the streets,
before you know it.

Tarns are built
tough, you know?

As for your suspect.

He's not
a suspect, doctor.

He's just somebody
who happened to be

in the wrong place
at the wrong time.

That's an understatement.
He's in critical condition.

We've got him on
full life support.

- Is he gonna pull through?
- Hard to say.

He's stable, for now,

But frankly,
I'm not optimistic.

Well, I'm responsible
for him being here.

It was nobody's fault, Brogan.

I should've called
for more back-up.

You had four units.

I should've called
for six or eight.

I should've been prepared.

To what? Invade a small
country? Nonsense.

There was nothing wrong with
your plan or its execution.

In fact, you all
performed admirably.

Look, captain, please,
don't patronise me.

I screwed up!

I'll tell you what
you screwed up.

Nobody expected Drako to have
some kind of killer cyborg

waiting to spring him loose.

Fine.

Now, listen, my concern
is not to find fault.

My concern is to
determine your next move.

We look for Draco.

We find him,
we find the cyborg.

That's if the cyborg
was under Draco's control.

- You don't think it was?
- I'm not sure.

Sophisticated weaponry is not the
way Draco normally operates.

So, maybe he
changed his MO.

I mean, if this thing wasn't
Draco's, whose was it?

And why did it
screw up our bust?

I don't know.

Right. It's time
to find some answers.

Have forensics run an analysis of
this hunk of armour

you managed
to blast loose.

Maybe we'll get some
leads from that.

So, what's your game plan?

I figure, we
hit the streets.

Somebody's gotta know
somethin' about that thing.

Yeah, that's right.

Assassins don't just materialise out
of thin air, huh?

I'm disappointed in you, Zipload.

No reason, Brogan.

I-I'm being
straight wit' ya.

I don't know
nothin' about Draco

or the cyborg killer.

SIREN WAILS

I never lie to you, Brogan.

Of course not, Sara.

But every now and then,
you keep things from me.

Not this time. I swear.

I'm keeping
nothing from you.

You know, maybe a week
in the joint would help

to awaken your memory.

Oh, no. Please.

You know I can't take that.
I-I'm as good as dead there.

I wouldn't make it.

Then tell us what
we wanna know.

I would, if I knew anything.

But I swear, I haven't
heard a damn thing.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Have you eaten?

Oh, I had a cup
of coffee.

Now, there's
a nutritious dinner.

Yeah.

How's Tooky?

Uh, she's doing fine.

- You tired?
- Yeah.

Been pounding the streets
all day. Not a single lead.

Mm.

Okay, take off
your jacket and show me.

Show you what?

Whatever it is
you're keeping from me.

Ah.

Oh. I'll change the bandage.

It's nothin'.

It's a blast wound,
isn't it?

Uh, not exactly.

Don't get technical on me.

Ah!

You, uh, didn't get
that playing golf.

I don't know.

You haven't seen Haldane's
back swing lately.

- Is that a real wound, Dad?
- Yeah.

I'm afraid it is.
- You nail the perp?

No, not yet. I will.

Cool.
CHITTERING

I don't think so, Zil.

She wants to know
if you're gonna die.

Uh, no, sweetie, not
from this little scratch.

Honey, your father's fine. Tell Zil
not to worry about a thing.

She understands
English, Mom.

Of course she does.
Look, it's late.

It's time to go to bed.
Kiss your dad good night.

Good night, dad.

Good night, sweetie.

MONITOR BLEEPS

Code red.
Officer needs assistance.

Ah!

FLATLINES

Took's dead.

I keep saying it to myself
over and over and over again,

cos part of me
just won't accept it.

I can't believe it.

Yeah, I, uh,
I keep thinking

that she'll walk in any
minute and apologise

for missing roll call.

Look, Jane. I-I don't know
how to say this

without... without it
sounding like a line,

but if there's anything
I can do to help,

I mean, an ear
or a shoulder, anything,

just let me know.
- I will.

I know I'm not exactly
your first choice.

But, well,
the offer's there,

for what it's worth.

Thanks.

The night duty nurse caught a
glimpse of the assailant

leaving the ICU.

Matches the description of
the creature that attacked you

at Draco's warehouse.

I don't get it.

Why would that thing
wanna kill Took?

Some kind of vendetta
against cops?

Uh, maybe.

If Draco's pulling
the cyborg's strings,

could be that Draco is
holding a grudge against us

for busting
the operation, huh?

Captain, Forensics have run
every test they've got

on this hunk of armour.
- Well?

Well, sir, all the tests
were inconclusive.

What do you mean,
"inconclusive?"

It's some sort of bizarre
alloy that defies description.

They can't tell
what it's made of.

Don't they have any idea?

Well, they're
talking of sending it

to the Hawking
Laboratories on Earth,

but that ain't cheap.
- I'll worry about that.

Get it to them!

Brogan, your friend
Zipload's on comm six.

I'll take it in
the Captain's office.

Why don't you use
my office, Brogan (?)

Zipload, what do you got?
Did you find the cyborg?

Uh, no-but I, uh, I might
know where Draco's holed up.

I don't have time for
guessing games. Come on.

Oh, hey.
Hey, Brogan!

I'm going out on a limb here.

A guy's gotta live!

Yeah, well, that's
gonna be kinda hard to do

when word gets out you're
a police informant.

Oh.

Oh, that's cold, Brogan.

All right.

Draco's got
the penthouse suite

at the Torana Hotel.

There's his penthouse.

Well, it looks like
Draco's not home.

Oh, damn.
- What?

You got a hot date?

No, I just wanted to check on Jane.

See if she's all right.

That's gonna have to wait, partner.

Draco just got home.

Holy!

Oh, look.

There's a cyborg
in that hopper.

All units. All units.
Cyborg spotted.

Grid reference
B-Seven-Five, zone eight.

He's headed north out
of the Torana Hotel.

All available units converge.

Let's nail this cop killer.

Hang on.

What the hell?

SIRENS WAIL

Uh... control surfacers gone.

We're losing it.
Eject, Haldane.

Eject!

Malfunction.
My ejector won't work.

I'll try and set her down.

What are you, nuts,
without the surfacers?

Eject!

Punch out, Brogan!

Not without you!

End of discussion!
BLEEP

Happy landings, partner.

Damn it, Haldane!

Is that coffee fresh?

No more than usual.

I think I'll
have some, anyway.

I need the wake-up call.

Tired?

It's not sleepy.
It's more like, uh...

Numb.

that's it.

Nothing makes sense any more.

Took and Haldane,
both good cops,

good people, gone.

I know.

You keep asking yourself why.

And you know damn well
there's no reason.

Haldane and I, we used to give each
other such a rough time.

You know something?

I always thought
we'd end up together.

- Hmm.
- You're not surprised?

No.

I always thought you would, too.

What do you got, Sergeant?

Maybe a lead on Tamsin,
Draco's second in command.

Someone called in
an anonymous tip,

an address where
Tamsin's hiding out.

Put Orrin and Romek on it. They're
checking out Draco's known enemies.

I'll take it.

We'll take it.

Okay, so both
of you take it.

You know, Jane, if you
wanna take a few days,

give yourself some time.

I don't see you
taking any time.

I will later.

Right now,
I've gotta keep focused

on tracking down
Haldane's killer.

It's dangerous to make
this hunt personal.

I'm not.

Good.

Then there's no reason for
you to work alone on this.

Do you think Tamsin knows
something about the cyborg?

More than that.

I think Tamsin may be
the one giving it orders.

So, we're saying that
the cyborg didn't show up

at the bust to save Draco,
but to kill him?

DOG HOWLS

Brogan?

It's me, Tamsin.
We need to talk.

Show yourself.

And put your hands
where I can see them!

It's all right, don't shoot!

I'm surrendering.

So, you made
the anonymous call yourself?

What's the matter, Tamsin,
your killer turn on ya?

My killer. No.

I don't know anything
about that thing.

It doesn't work for me.
- Right.

I don't know what
it does or who it is.

All I know,
is it killed Draco.

I demand protection!

You can demand squat.

If the cyborg's after
you, that's your problem.

You hired it.
- That's not True.

I'm telling you, I don't
know anything about it!

I'm telling you you're gonna pay
for my partner's death.

And you wanna
know something?

I'd just as soon let
the cyborg do the job.

You wouldn't do that,
you can't do that!

You-You're a good cop.
You play by the rules!

Not any more.

Argh!

If-If you leave me
here, I'm a dead man.

Don't beg for your life. It don't
mean a damn thing to me.

The only thing you've got to
bargain with is the truth.

Now, tell me
about the cyborg!

- I don't know anything about it.
- Who is he? Where can we find him?

I swear I don't know!

- Argh!
- Brogan!

Stay out of this!
Now, where is he?

- Brogan, stop it.
- Answer me.

Brogan, put that away.

Not till this punk
talks to us.

He is talking.
You're just not listening.

All I'm hearing is lies.
I want the truth.

So do I, but this isn't
the way, and you know it.

We have to do this right,
by the book.

Come on.
Let's take him in.

What happened to you, Tamsin?
You're a mess.

Sideswiped by a sky cab.

Accidents happen.

Look, you just wanna book
me and be quick about it?

And I'm kind of in
a hurry to be locked away

inside a nice,
safe cell, okay?

We aim to please.

Brogan, take a look at this.

Terrific.
What the hell is it?

The analysis of that piece
of metal from the cyborg.

We just got it from
the Hawking Laboratories.

They say they'd never
seen anything like it.

It's platinum
and iridium, mostly,

plus rhodium, beryllium,
thallium, and carbon.

Great. So?

So, they say they don't know
how an alloy of those elements,

in this proportions,
could ever have been made.

Well, someone did it.

Yeah. But the top
metallurgists on earth

swear they couldn't even begin
to duplicate this stuff.

They wouldn't know
where to start.

Brogan, Dr Grant just
called from the hospital.

She wants to speak
to you in person.

I can't explain it, Lieutenant,
but his condition is improving.

He's still comatose,
but his heart rate stabilised,

and his tissue
degeneration has stopped.

And you don't know the cause?

We think we know the cause, but we
still can't figure it out.

Uh, we found an unusual substance
in Ross' bloodstream.

From the absorption rate, we
estimate it was given to him

about 39 hours ago.

That's when the cyborg broke
in here and killed took.

And the substance is
actually helping Ross recover?

The drug is limiting
the amount of damage.

Still, even if he
regains consciousness,

he'll most likely be
paralysed for life.

Have you analysed the drug?

Thoroughly,
but, well, uh...

It's a compound you've
never seen before.

Too complex for
you to synthesise?

Well, that's right.

Even given the formula,
we couldn't make that drug.

The technology
doesn't exist yet.

I don't get it.

Why would that monster give Ross a
drug that would help him?

So, we've got a cyborg with
weapons no-one can identify.

Armoured with a metal
no-one can make.

And giving Ross a drug
that no one can synthesise

because the technology
doesn't exist yet.

What if he's
from the future?

a time traveller?

It would explain a lot of
things, don't you think?

I think you've got a hell
of an imagination.

Frankly, I don't care
where it came from.

We know it's a cop killer.

The only other thing
I wanna know about it

is how to take it down.

Where is Tamsin?

Oh!

Ah!

Ah!

What's going on here?

Argh!

All units proceed
to Precinct eight-eight.

Code Three.

We're under attack! Ah!

Intruder alert.
Intruder alert.

Security breach.
Intruder alert.

Security breach.

Argh!

Oh, my God.

the cyborg.

It's heading for the cells.

Lookin' for Tamsin.

I'm all right.

Go! Go!

No, sir. It's all clear around here.

Are you sure?

Yeah, we checked everywhere.

Hey!

Don't kill me!

Ah!

Don't kill me!
Argh!

Stay back, Brogan!

Oh. I'll be back for you, Brogan.

You created me,
and you're gonna die for it.

I don't wanna go, Dad.

It's not up for debate.

But I wanna stay
here with you.

No.
Now, listen to me.

Listen to me.

I need you to be with your
mother and sister, all right?

Right.

Thank you.

Mom, I'm scared,
and so is Zil.

Sweetie, don't be afraid.

We're going to a safe place.
- Why do we have to go?

Because it isn't
okay to be here now.

Then how come Daddy's staying?

Because he has to.
It's his job.

I'll be with you soon, sweetie,
don't worry about it.

No, we're not
taking the bat.

Come on. Here, take
my briefcase. Please.

It's heavy.
Please. Let's go.

Come here.

Don't call or try to contact me.

Don't discuss with anyone
where you're going.

I know the drill.

We'll be fine.

It's gonna be all right.

No. No, it won't be all right.

Because even if you
make it through this,

you've crossed a line.

We can't go back to
the way things were before.

Sure, we can.

I can't.

I'm sorry.

Okay, everybody.
Let's go. Let's go.

Come on.
Come on.

Ugh! Ah!

CLICKING

Ah!

Too bad your trap won't
work without power, Brogan.

that wasn't the trap.

BROGAN ROARS

Ah! Ugh.

BROGAN GRUNTS

BROGAN ROARS

BROGAN GRUNTS

Now, let's see who you are.

Ah!

Ross?
- That's right, Brogan.

The boy you
crippled, now a man.

Jane was right.
You are a time traveller.

From 30 years in the future.

I did come out of the coma,

when cybernetic
techniques were developed

that gave me this
artificial body.

They give you
your murder weapons, too?

I added those, and
when I found a scientist

who had invented
a means of time travel,

I stole his prototype
and came back here

to prevent the catastrophe
that made me a cripple.

Yeah, well, you failed, pal.
You didn't change history!

I did, but not enough.

In the original timeline,

one of Draco's men
fired the shot

that knocked me
into the acid bath.

The third technician,
the first man you killed.

Yes.

I stopped him
from injuring me,

but it made no difference.

This time, it was your shot
that put me in the acid.

You crippled me!

I swore revenge
on all of you.

You've had about all
the revenge you're gonna get.

Now, it's my turn.

I'm dying anyway.

Go ahead and finish me.

No problem.

But that wouldn't
bring anybody back.

This time travel
device, where is it?

Why?

Because this timeline
has to be set right.

I haven't got
enough strength

to make another time trip.
- There's another way.

Let me go back.
- You can't undo the past.

I've already tried.

What have we got to lose?

Nothing.

The device is built
into this belt.

The calibration's locked into
the exact time coordinates.

When the indicator comes
on, just press that.

When I get there,

I'm gonna have to stop
you from interfering.

Use one of
these power packs.

They contain enough of
a charge to disable me.

Brogan?

Good luck.

I didn't do.
I didn't do anything.

Relax, kid.
Relax. We know.

We heard everything. We need
to get a statement from you,

and then you're
free to go, okay?

- Sure.
- All right, let's go.

Move it out!

Ross!

You, in the back, drop it!

You heard the man.
Drop it!

Good eyes, Brogan. I didn't
say anything.

Well, it sure
sounded like you.

Yeah, well, it wasn't.

Um, must've come
from outside.

I'll go check it out.

You've ruined my mission.

No, the future
has been changed.

We're ceasing to exist.

We've accomplished
your mission.

What was it?

I'm not sure.

For a minute,
I thought I saw myself.

You're drinking
too much coffee.

You're starting to hallucinate.
- Maybe you're right.

Everything
okay in there?

Yeah, a clean bust,
smooth as space.

You know, it's nice when everything
goes as planned, huh?

Yeah.

It sure is.

Nice and easy, everybody.

Let's go.

I, uh, need you to come
up to the station with me

and give a statement.

It shouldn't take too long.
- Oh, that's no problem.

I'm not in a hurry.
Thanks a lot.

I'm very grateful to you.

No, you did the hard part.
You turned down Tamsin's offer.

Well, I said the words,
but to be honest,

I'm not quite sure
what I was really gonna do.

I can't say I wasn't tempted.

Well, if there were
a law against that,

we'd all be in trouble.
- Yeah.

BLEEPING
Excuse me.

Lieutenant, Sergeant Fredo
informs me

that you just busted
Draco's operation

with only four units.

Yes, sir.

What were you
thinking of, Brogan?

Captain?

for a bust like that,
you need a minimum of six

or even eight units.

Captain, I know
what I'm doing here.

Yeah, I suppose so.
Well done, Brogan.

Thank you, sir.

..so it couldn't
have been a earthquake,

is what I'm saying.

All I know, is if the ground
moves, it's an earthquake.

Technically speaking,
that wasn't an earthquake.

Okay, Orrin.
It was an Altorquake.

Yeah.

So, what? You guys are
telling me none of you

were even the least
bit scared?

I didn't say that.

I said only an idiot
wouldn't be scared.

So, how about you, Haldane?

What about me?

- Were you scared or not?
- Is that a trick question?

Hey, Brogan,
what's with the smile?

I don't know.

For some reason, I
was thinking that, um,

we never really appreciate
what we have until it's gone.

Hey, now that's profound.

If you ever quit the force,

you should consider
teaching philosophy.

Yeah, you could start
writing greeting cards.

I'm sure you got
a big future in that.

No, thanks.

I'll just stick with
the future I've got.

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